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well, today a friend told me this sorry tale, as he stood there trembling and turning pale, he said each day's harder to get on the scale, sort of like jacob marley's chain, but it's not like life's such a vale of tears, it's just full of thoughts that act as souvenirs, for those tiny blunders made in yesteryear, that comprise jacob marley's chain, well, i had a little metaphor to state my case, it encompassed the condition of the human race, nut to my dismay, it left without a trace, except for the sound of jacob marley's chain, now there is no story left to tell, so i think i'd rather just go on to hell, where there's a snowball's chance that the personnel, might help to carry jacob marley's chain, help to carry jacob marley's chain.

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Artist: mann, aimee